I'm only 16

a dead girl gets a chance to speak to all of us

 

 

I have a name!  Tho I exist beyond this world. I still see the

 

 

police

 

 

walking about with white gloves.  I can see the yellow ribbon,

 

 

 

blood in my hair, putting evidence in envelopes, my skirt is torn.

 

 

My face is bruised.   Please don't let my parents see me like this.

 

 

I just had my  " Sweet 16th party"

 

 

I took the old path to my house. A strong hand on my mouth and

 

 

body. I kicked and fought back. I was Raped!!

 

 

He knocked me unconscious-looks like he strangled me.

 

 

 

I don't want to be dead!  I've just fallen in love.

 

 

I have a date tonight,

 

 

 

Church on Sunday, a test on Monday. I'm only 16.

 

 

 

Will no one pray for the police to find this monster?

 

 

 

I know who killed me-he lives nearby.

 

 

 

Will I be just front page news for a week and then a month,

 

 

a year later,

 

 

forgotten??? Will someone hold my Mom and Dad?

 

 

 

What happens to me now? I was full of life. Will someone take

 

 

 

my poetry, put it in a book so that the world will hear

 

 

 

   my voice???

 

 

 

They buried my body on the hill overlooking the town.

 

 

 

I was ready to be loved.  Life was like an undiscovered

 

 

 

country, with treasures, that now I will never see!